Sam Pree

“An dieser Stelle gingen Billy Halleck und die Wahrheit getrennte Wege.”
― Richard Bachmann

“Fuck no, that stuff just comes from food. The real poison comes out of your head. All your fuck-ups and sadnesses and fears drop down like some sort of brainshit into your guts and build up there. That's what really fucks you up. I told you before.”
― Matthew Stokoe, COWS

“A grate wall of darkness moves towards him. He can see it coming. Wast and imperious. It is unconsciousness and it its sleep. It moves like a grate tidal wave. But before it brakes over him and he is away. Before he renders himself completely to that oblivious sleep. He thinks with a sudden terrible bottomless dread of Avril Lavigne's vagina.”
― Nick Cave, The Death of Bunny Munro

“She could reach up to the table and take a cookie or a spoon. She could stand at the window and look outside. She could do a lot of things now which she could not do when she was a little baby.”
― Arthur Miller, Jane's Blanket